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Friday, November 25, 2016

Yesterday's moment's in the cook pot weren't a waste.

We enjoyed a wonderful meal at the Leader's house. Busily running to sit in front of the tv and talk about the wonder of time and how we have spent it so far. We had far too much food and too much sitting.

I was totally expecting to gather my chicks in the morning for somesort of aerobic activity. Gravity has set in. I talked myself out of that sentiment, saying that I spend far too much time outdoors with my babies and I don't need to pay my body anything for the gluttonous feast that I indulged in.

I spent the day putting a book together for my "apple-dumpling gang". I gathered prewriting sheets and covered them in plastic and tried to punch holes and use my machineless binding system. It was to no avail and it was a futile endeavor to comb those things into the plastic. I would have thrown the whole idea out of the window, in my anger. Patience prevailed and I got something together with tape and pinching. Not what I wanted, but it was, at least a monument of the level of effort that I put into the process. I do hope that the children will use it and I hope that I can figure out a better way and quicker way to put these items together for them.

My Ari motivated me by her perserverance trying to complete those Cc's. She just kept at it, over and over, with such little progress and so much determination that I had to complete my book, if only for her.

I also was working on some Christmas crafts, just for my own entertainment. This is a luxury that I hardly get to do. Christmas trees was the theme. I did some plain ones and I am working on a Christmas tree maze decoration. It is all in my mind and I am using a stencil to guide my completion. I got 85% done and took a break and now I can't find the exacto knife that I was using. {Isn't that always the way?}

Intermittently, I picked on some turkey and lasagna and rice and macaroni, etc. My breakfast was a delicious sandwich of turkey and cranberry on pumpernickle. I don't know why I don't cook like that every week to free myself up to do more crafting?

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Title- The Studious One!

artwork by Elyse

Of biscuits and syrup

tasty treats

Happy Saturday!

a day at the Raptor Center.

Widdle Emmie in outer space school

Emmie jumped on the bus and off it flew out into the atmosphere. There was a set of clouds with turbulence right above the house and it took a few minutes for my Emmie to buckle her seatbelt. They hit the bump hard and it knocked my Emmie out of her seat and she bumped her head. The video camera came on and the monitor looked through and stated, Ms. Emmie, where are you? You are not in your seat. Where are you? I am alright I fell because I hadn’t buckled correctly. Well jump up Emmie we have a long way to go and you have to be buckled there is entirely too much turbulence in the stratosphere for you to unbuckle now. As soon as we are through this weather system there will be straight sailing but right now you must buckle. Emmie scrambled into the seat with intensity and purpose now. She watched every cloud pass her window and her nose was pressed to the window trying to see the top of the house as it drifted slowly out of sight. Soon they were not only out of sight of the house, the sun came out brightly and just as quickly they were putting on the atmospherical breathing apparatus and the outerspherical lights. The ABA and the OL. These precautions were to make them appear to be satellites to the radar as they were out in the ionosphere. Emmie knew all about this now. She had gone to the orientation and had a good breakfast and it took them 20 minutes for her to get out past the atmospherical pull and to feel the zero gravity. It would be 15 minutes before the gravity simulators would take effect, a glitch in the system which was being worked on. Until then, they enjoyed the couple of minutes of floatation, while being connected to the seats by belt. The first thing they saw everyday was the strataflotsam. The items which had been dumped into the atmosphere by earlier generations. What would their generation do about this ecological waste area that remained floating above their heads? This was a question for the generations. For now it was the area that they had to guide through on the way to school.

Midnight at the OASIS

Sunset in Huntersville

My little Emmie

ran to the bus on the first day of the last year of school. 2 buns on the side of her head. She kissed me and ran at dawn to the bus. She was starting the adventure of a lifetime. I would never see that little girl again, she was going to woman school!

He once was, a true love of mine….So, Girls, I do beg you don't miss your Daddy,Apricots, Chocolate cherries and Pie,You have one short chance to see him on this side, Go visit him and let your light shine.

New Year's Eve 2017

Lady Director!

New Years 2017

Walker Family photoshoot

This year's planner of the festivities! Hooray for Lishka!

Mama Producer

Ben, Jayne Ezra and Ethan {BRRRRR!}

2017 On a Cold Day

Now We See Through a Glass Darkly

Please click on the picture for A link to my fictional writing blog. this is a picture from the First Scene from the Miracle Worker

Oh Word of God Incarnate

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~When morning gilds the skies, My heart awaking cries:O Word of God incarnate,O Wisdom from on high,O Truth unchanged, unchanging,O Light of our dark sky:We praise Thee for the radianceThat from the hallowed page,A lantern to our footsteps,Shines on from age to age.

The Church from her dear MasterReceived the gift divine,And still that light she liftethO'er all the earth to shine.It is the golden casketWhere gems of truth are stored;It is the heav'n-drawn pictureOf Christ, the living Word.

It floateth like a bannerBefore God's host unfurled;It shineth like a beaconAbove the darkling world.It is the chart and compassThat o'er life's surging sea,'Mid mists and rocks and quicksands,Still guides, O Christ, to Thee.

O make Thy Church, dear Saviour,A lamp of purest gold,To bear before the nationsThy true light, as of old.O teach thy wand'ring pilgrimsBy this their path to trace,Till, clouds and darkness ended,They see Thee face to face.--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Me and my mommy {with Baby Jackie}50 years ago

Senior Year

Introduction

"Let the redeemed of the Lord say so!" I am redeemed by the blood of Jesus. I am grateful for His mercies and grace. I am a wife and mother trying to grow and learn godliness and write about the process.